Double Penetration

Chapter 20: I want him

I went in. Immediately I felt the calm atmosphere of the house. Nice baking smell. It was not clear

whether he lived alone or if there was a woman in the house. There were signs of both.

“Come into the living room and sit down where it’s more convenient for you.” He said cheerfully, while

he went to the kitchen.

I walked into a large, spacious room and sat on a large corner sofa. I leaned back and crossed my

legs, waiting for the arrival of the owner. I sat and looked around. Any house has its own setting, some

kind of its own atmosphere, and it was always interesting for me to observe it. I got carried away a little

and plunged into my thoughts while I was waiting for Arthur.

“Here I am.” I heard a pleasant male voice. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Turning in the direction of the voice, I saw that Arthur was entering the room. In his hands he carried

two glasses and a bottle of Martini.

“Oh, I can't. I'm at work.” I muttered in confusion, and somehow got embarrassed. Suddenly my gaze

fell on his groin again, and I felt even more embarrassed, because I thought that Arthur noticed this and

even smiled wryly.

“Nothing wrong. Do what you came to do. And then, as I understand it, the working day ends, and then

the weekend. So you can relax and not worry about anything.” He said calmly and put the glasses and

the bottle on the coffee table.

Taking the bottle of Martini, he poured it into the glasses. I took one for myself, the other I handed over

to Arthur. I sipped this pleasant drink and looked at Arthur. He also sipped a little and sat down next to

me. Without embarrassment, he began to look at me intently, and from him emanated a male

confidence. I felt it and swam in the feelings. Almost in the literal sense of the word, since I felt myself

start to get wet in the lower abdomen.

Arthur took another little sip from the glass and put it right on the sofa. He reached out his hand to me

and squeezed my firm chest. I was confused and taken aback by this.

What does he allow himself? Is it possible, just without words, without hints, took and grabbed! What

am I to him, some kind of street bedding? I looked at him, surprised, and then at his hand.

“So what?” As if nothing had happened he asked.

“Actually, I'm not used to such treatment.” I snorted.

“What are you used to?” He asked, still smiling sugary.

“Well, I don’t know... For a more correct one, perhaps.” I answered.

“What's the point? And so it is clear that you like me, and want me. So why put it off?” He asked,

laughing with his eyes.

My first desire was to get up and leave. And even give this impudent man a slap in the face. But then I

quickly calmed down and thought: “But it's true. I like him and I want him. I feel like I'm going crazy with

desire. So why, then, should I perch? I need to use this moment. When else will I catch such a man?”

I, too, put the glass on the sofa and kissed him on the lips, running my tongue into his mouth. He

played with it in response, and when our tongues intertwined, I felt his body shaking with excitement.

He pulled up my T-shirt, he immediately began to play with my nipples. Flipping them with his fingers,

he lowered his head and pulled my right nipple into his mouth. I was shocked by all this madness going

on. I could feel all the blood rushing right into my clitoris, which was about to rip the hell out of it. The

vagina contracted and ached.

Sucking on one breast, the man switched to the other. Licking a hard nipple with his tongue, he sucked

it into his mouth, making me shake with excitement as if I were in an electric chair. I was already ready

for anything, if only he fucked me.

With one hand, he began to knead my free chest. I developed an unbearable itch in my lower

abdomen, which began to grow with every second. The anus and vagina were contracting, giving me a

pleasant sensation.

Having played enough with my chest, Arthur lifted me off the sofa. Helped me to unbutton my jeans

and took them off along with my panties down to my knees. I stood with bare breasts and jeans

stripped to my knees in front of a stranger, it was so exciting!

He took a step away from me and began to examine. I was embarrassed and for some reason did not

know where to put my hands. I folded my hands over my shaved pubis, covering it.

“No. Do not. You have such beautiful lips.” He said with a breath, looking at me from the waist down.

I put my hands behind my back and just stood there, not knowing what to do next. I also saw how his

bump in his jeans grew a lot. It was a good sign, so he definitely likes me, and he wants me.

Everything in my soul rejoiced. The body also made it clear how much it wanted this male. The nipples

on my chest were sticking up, and I was looking forward to continuing. The inner part of my labia was

very moist, and I even thought that lubricant would start dripping from them.